I Pray It Won't
by Lucky Number 9
Summary: What happens when the go back to lorien? Find out. WARNING: THIS USED TO BE CALLED 'i want this life and this life only'. I HAD TO REPOST IT! Be lucky! Lucky Number 9!


**HEY! I'm back! I had to repost this story for certain reasons. it used to be called "I want this life and this life only". This is a story of how it all works out after they return to lorien. It is a continuation of my other story "Shoot me". If you liked that you'll love this. I have been writing this for almost a month now. Just as a side job. It should be updated once every month. Depends on the reviews. Anyways, read on and be lucky **

Five:

We don't keep secrets. End of story. He can tell something's up. Why did he have to be smart? Half a year on lorien and I'm pregnant. Great work five! It kind of sucks actually. I wanted to help repair lorien. But I'll be fat so I won't be able to.

It is 6am and guess what I'm doing. PUKING! With my head over the open toilet bowl I feel disgusting. I'm mentally planning a way of how to tell Nine when I feel the yellow bile creep up into my mouth. I lean over the side of the toilet and pull my sandy blonde hair away from my face. Gag. I feel like I'm about to pass out and stand up to look in the mirror. I look pale and well… gross. At my appearance I instantly feel sick again. Oh god. I get back on the ground and over the toilet bowl. Gag. Nine comes in groggily and rubs my back. "Go back to sleep. I'm fine." I tell him. That's a lie if I've ever said one. "I'm not tired. I'm of more use to you then trying to get back to sleep." He lies. "You know you can't lie to me right? I mean we've been together for seven years. And I can read your mind. You're about to pass out." I say smiling weakly at his attempt to make me feel like I'm not keeping him up. He picks me off the ground and sits me on the sink bench. He flashes me a big toothy grin and leans his forehead on mine. "I love you." He says. "Right back at ya' cutie." I say while rapping my arms his neck. "Who wouldn't?" he asks planting small kisses down my neck. "Well…" I start but his head whips me up and says "Don't answer that." I laugh and realize that I shouldn't have. I clutch my stomach with one hand and cover my mouth with the other. "Oh, not on me, you don't!" Nine says take me off the sink and back over the toilet. I don't quiet make it though because I have a little bit of vomit on my T-shirt. Nine picks me up – once again – and makes me stand. He grabs the hem of my T-shirt and starts pulling it upwards. "Oh, hell no!" I say and slap his hands away. "What?" he says holding his hands up smirking. "I've seen it all before." I roll my eyes and walk out into the bedroom to find a new top. "I like the shorts." Nine says leaning on the door frame watching me. My PJ shorts are… minuscule. "You perv!" I tease. "Hey! I'm allowed to. You are my wife you know." I smile at all the memories that come with that last sentence. "Really? So I'm stuck with you now? Damn!" I joke. "You're hilarious. How is Six doing with the little rat bags?" Nine asks walking over to the wardrobe to find some clothes. I pull my new shirt over my head and down the rest of the way and say "Last I heard one is punching the air and the other isn't fond of clothing." Nine burst into laughter. "Really?" "Yep. He just doesn't like them. Six has absolutely no idea as to why. And the other complains that the air is in his way." This gets him laughing even more. "When we have kids what do you think they'll be like?" he asks turning serious. "When?" "It is a 'when' right? 'Cause it is going to be quiet awkward for me the next two hours if it is an 'if'." He says worry spreading across his face. "That's not what I meant. I meant 'when' where you thinking?" I dreaded his answer. What if it was an "A few more years from now." or something like that. "I dunno. Sooner rather than later. I know you want a few so we should start relatively fast." He says looking up at the ceiling and in a complete rush. I went over to the bed and sat down. He looked at me hoping I wasn't going to give him the 'I'm not ready' talk. I patted the spot next to me and he walked over suspiciously. When he sat down I pushed on his shoulders so he would lie down. When he was I straddled him. "I have to tell you something." I say completely serious. "Now you got me nervous." He said with a laugh. "Nine…" I say bitting my lip. "Yeah?" He looks up at me with big brown eyes and I shudder. _I can't do this. _I think. I look at the ground. "Five? What's wrong." I feel like I'm about to cry and I don't know why. I shake my head to tell him nothing. He sits up with me still on his lap. "Five you're scaring me." He says his voice full of concern. "I… I'm…" _god this is so hard. _"What?" Nine asks. "For god sake Nine let me talk. It's not easy telling you this stuff." I snap. That was mean. "Five what have you done?" He says obviously thinking I've cheated on him or something. _As if._ "It's not what _I've _done it's something _we've _done." I laugh. "What did we do?" Nine ask confused. "What haven't we done?" I ask and smile. "I am not following. Sorry." He says mentally scratching his head. "I'm pregnant." I burst out. There done. I'm feeling overly proud of myself for telling him when I feel him smash his lips against mine. I melt. Wicked witch of the west style. "I love you so much it's not funny." He says. "I love you more." "Whatever helps you sleep at night." He teases. I slap him playfully on the shoulder. "Is that why you've been sick that last couple days?" He asks changing subject. "That's my best guess. I never get sick." I say. "I know. I thought I was dreaming when I heard you gagging. You scared the hell outta me when I walked in there and you looked like a ghost." "Shut up! It's not my fault! Blame yourself that I look like this!" I say gesturing to myself. "You always look gorgeous to me." He says lying me down with him. "Your such a liar! How many do you reckon?" I ask. "What? You mean like in general or as in this batch?" "Batch?" I sit up and place my hands on my hips. "We aren't making a cake Nine! What happens if we stuff up and he/she is all messed up!?" "Hey calm down! It sounded better in my head. If you mean in general I say whatever the hell you want and if you mean how many do I think you're having now I don't know but I'm hoping twins." I lie back down. "Why do you want twins?" I ask curiously. "I've seen you with Brandon and Henry. You're not gonna let me hold it if we only have one." He jokes. The doorbell rings and I jump up to go answer it but Nine pulls me back down and yells "We're not here!" I start giggling. "You're so stupid! We can hear Five giggling!" Four yells from the front door. "Who yells that there not there? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of!" Six yells. "Mummy where is auntie Five?" We hear Brandon ask from the front door. "Brandon!" I squeal. "Oh really?" Nine grumbles as I run to the door. I open the door. "I thought you weren't here." Six says all smart. "Ha ha. You're funny." I say and Nine comes up and wraps his hands around my stomach protectively. _What's with that? _I think. I see Brandon in the garden punching the air. I push out of Nine's grip and walk over to him. "Hey Brandon! Whatcha' doing?" I ask. "The air hurted me!" He says. "Did it? Well that's not very nice. Where is Henry?" "He sleeping." Brandon says throwing a very off target punch at a tree. "Oh ok. Do you want to go get a cookie?" "YEAH!" He says jumping up and down. "Ok let's go."

"Ouch dude. She chooses a little kid over you." Four says to Nine. "Yep I do. He is just so darn cute!" I tell Four leaning against Nine and holding Brandon's hand. "Mummy auntie Five said I could have a cookie." I slap my forehead. "You weren't supposed to tell her that." I whisper. "Five!" Six says not very happy. "Oh come on," I bend down next to Brandon and do the puppy dog face with him. "Pleeeease!?" we say together. "One." Six says sternly. I high five Brandon "I go get you one little buddy." I say. I walk into our half-done kitchen and reach for the cookie jar. It is too high up. I would use my telekinesis but last time I broke something doing that so instead I call out to Nine. I keep jumping for it though. Only seconds after calling do Nine's hands go around my waist telling me to stop. "I might be able to get it if you let me go." I say. "Don't be ridiculous, babe. I'll get it." He grabs the jar easy as and opens it taking out a cookie and handing it to Brandon. "Go show mummy." He says. "Will she eat it?" He asks. "If she does I'll get you another one." I tell him and he runs off. "Are we gonna tell 'em?" Nine asks. "Nah they'll know I Nine months' time." I say sarcastically. "Wow being preggers must make you really lazy." Nine jokes. "Being what makes Five lazy?" Six asks her hanging mouth open. "Uh… pregnant?" I try not to freak her out. She laughs and says "Well it's about damned time! How many? Oh you wouldn't know! Do you want john to check?" She rambles. "Sure." I say at the same time Nine says "No we're good." "Well I'll let you two work it out I need to go wake up Henry." She turns and walks away. I spin on my heals and look at Nine. "Why not?" I ask mad. "I… just think we should keep it a surprise." He lies. "Liar. Why not?" I repeat. "The complete truth this time not matter how stupid you think it is." "I don't want him to hurt you." He says softly. "And what if there isn't one. You're going to hate yourself and not talk to me for ages. It'll kill me too. To be so excited and then be let down. I just don't want to yet." "Nine stop it. I'm the paranoid one not you. It will be fine. Plus what happens in a month when I'm still as skinny as now? It would be worse than finding out now. " I wrap my hands around his neck and hug him hoping there really is a baby. "I guess you're right. No matter what I love you. Ok?" "You don't think there is one? Do you?" I'm shattered. "I'm preparing myself for the worst." He says not meeting my gaze. "Take a step back. What did you mean by him hurting me?" I ask replaying the whole conversation over in my head. "I just think maybe we should get Marina to do it. She _is_ more careful." He says. _Already the protective daddy. How cute! _"Oh give him a break! He might be Pittacus Lore but he has done this before!" I start defending Four. "Yeah but so has Marina! _AND _she has had more time working out the legacy! _AND_ I would rather her tell me then Four! Wouldn't you?" He looks sad and mad while he yells at me. "A) stop yelling at me or I'll just go ask now. B) I will get Four to tell me first then _I _will come tell you." I don't yell but I do say it loudly. "Why do you have to be so stubborn? This is my kid too, Five. I…" He starts but I cut him off. "You're unbelievable! Five minutes ago you were saying you didn't think there was one and now you're off on the whole 'It's my kid too' thing! I can't believe you! Honestly, if you think…" He cuts me off. "Look we will do it your way! Ok? I don't like fighting with you." I feel like saying _'that's because I always win!'_ But that wouldn't be the smartest thing to say. "Well now I feel bad!" I complain. "Why?" "Because I feel mean for arguing with you. I don't like it when we fight either!" I give him a hug and he hugs me back… tightly. "Nine you're crushing me." His grip loosens. "Let's get this over with." He pulls me outside where Henry and Brandon are playing. "Hey baby Mama!" Four says as I walk out. "Congrats!" He stands up to hug me. We have become really good friends over the years. "Thanks!" Nine coughs loudly. "Congrats buddy." Four says and they do the whole man hug thing. "I'm really happy for you guys!" Six says popping up and hugging me. "Thanks." I say again. "Do you want me to check for you? Or do you want Marina to do it?" Four asks. I look back at Nine. "Could you do it?" He asks. "Sure. No problem." "Thanks." I say again. "Wow Five stop talking! You're annoying me." Six jokes.

30 minutes later (Nine):

I'm wearing a hole in the carpet. "Nine you're making me dizzy! Stop it!" Six complains. "Sorry. I'm just nervous!'' I say and stop walking in circles and start banging my head on the wall next to me. "Don't hurt yourself there." I hear and instantly know the voice as Five. I look up and her expression is unreadable. Before I can react she is hugging me and I'm doing the same to her. "How you doing?" I ask. "Good, what about you baby daddy?" A smile spreads across my face larger than Lorien as I kiss her.

Ten months later (Nine):

So, turns out there were two. Both girls. Both gorgeous. Both completely different. We have Bella, She's a blonde with brown eyes (the spitting image of her mother) and Aubrey, she has dark brown hair and light blue eyes (I have no idea where they come from). Five wanted to name Aubrey Aubrey because her Cepan had originally wanted to be called Aubrey but had chosen Audrey because they were living in a place in Australia that was quite close to a small town called Aubrey (A/N: Yes that's a real place in NSW). Bella got here name because we just like it. Bella and Aubrey have quite different personas as well. Aubrey is as quiet as can be while Bella will scream the house down and makes Five really snappy when she hasn't had enough sleep. I do my best to help, I'm usually holding one 24/7 and Five tells me to 'put that thing down before you drop it." When she's in a crap mood and says it's like were one person when she's had enough sleep.

Today it's our turn to host the monthly 'get together' so Five has to make dinner and stuff while I do whatever she tells me. It's actually tonight but we have 15 people coming tonight so she likes to be organised. I hear a scream from the kitchen followed by Five cursing under her breath. I run in and see she has the contents of some sort of sauce all over her white t-shirt. I put my hand over my mouth trying to supress laughter. "Don't you dare!" She says glaring at me knowing I'm going to laugh. I let a bit slip then I can't seem to stop. "I'm sorry… but you should… see… what you… look… like!' I say between laughs. She turns around and grabs something and before I know it I'm covered in red liquid. "Five!" I yell at her while she is literally rolling on the floor laughing. "You are so dead." I say smiling mysteriously.

"Oh no." she says faking horror.

"Oh yes."

I start chasing her around the kitchen with Lorien's version of grapes pegging them at her. I get her in a corner. I'm still drenched in red liquid so I say "Let's hug it out."

"Oh, hell no! I don't need to be yellow AND red!" She says laughing.

"Oh come on you know you want to." I say spreading my arms out.

"Not if hell froze over. Even just a little bit." She says and I launch at her wrapping her in a big bear hug. "Oh my god! I hate you!" She says laughing. I put her down and back her up against the wall, just as I'm about to kiss her Bella starts screaming which sets Aubrey off. "Go friggin' figure!" Five says quietly. "Which one do you want me to get?" I ask still not moving from my position. "You can get Aubrey. Can you try to put her back to sleep? Bella's going to take me the next half hour to make her shush." Five says staring up at me. "Yeah. I love you, baby." I say leaning down to kiss her. She puts her arms around my neck and brings her lips up to mine. I press her against the wall a little bit harder and her legs go around my waist. For a minute we forget the twins are crying until Bella starts up a whole new sound level, bringing it from loud to ear splitting. "All I want is for one hour when they're both asleep." Five mutters. "Can we let them cry themselves back to sleep?" I ask wiggling my eyebrows. Five laughs and shakes her head. "How I wish." She says walking through the kitchen and into the hall. I follow her. She takes a right into the other hall and then a left into the girls' room. They share at the moment but when they get older they should have their own. When I get in there she's on the left side of the room and I have to walk over to the right side. I lean over the crib and see little Aubrey red faced and teary. "Hey, hey, hey. Shhhh." I say soothingly. I feel a hand on my back and turn around to see Five. She smiles weakly at me. Amazingly both girls have stopped crying and Bella is ASLEEP! That's right A-S-L-E-E-P! "You're a miracle worker." I state. "Nah, I'm just a mum." She says looking down at Bella. "I think your both." I shrug. "Whatever you say, baby." She jokes walking over to Bella's crib and putting her down slowly. I look down at Aubrey and she has her puffy eyes closed and is breathing deeply. I put her down ever so slowly and almost crash into Five. "Gee, sorry! I didn't know you would turn around." She whispers. "It's alright gorgeous." I say picking her up bridal style. "Nine, sweetie, can you please put me down? I am not a child." She says while I walk into our own bedroom across from the girls' room. I sit her on the dresser so we are eye level. "You need a new T-shirt." I say. "And the shorts are not really what I want you wearing around other guys." I say this sweetly – not intended to be hurt full – and rub my hand up and down her thigh. "Oh please! We're already into our little pairs." She says rolling her eyes in disbelief. "Just 'cause we're all married doesn't mean we don't look. It's the same with you girls to. You're always saying one guy or another looks good in this or that." I explain. "True, but I can't be stuffed to change anything but my shirt!" She complains. "You're so lazy, but you make it cute. How?" I joke. "A lot of talent and brains." She says sarcastically. "Um… Nine? Can I get changed now?" I pull her off the dresser and walk over to get myself a new T-shirt. I try to change quickly so I can catch a glimpse of Five. No such luck. She has the soggy white t-shirt in her hand and is wearing a fitted red t-shirt that is low cut and… those damn shorts! "Five…" I start but she interrupts.

"Don't lecture me! I'm an adult not your kid!" She says, hand on hips.

"Well, duh! I wouldn't kiss my kids like I kiss you." I joke.

"You just think you're _so_ funny, don't you?" she says angrily and turns and walks out of the room. _Damn Nine! You're such an idiot!_ I say mentally. I take a wild guess and walk into the kitchen. She is standing there mixing one thing or another. I don't get cooking. Five tried to teach me but she said that I should just stick with meat or we weren't going to have a house. Bonsai – one of Bernie and Bonnie's kids – come strolling in under my legs and sits at Five's feet. The little Jack Russel growls at me. "He's never really liked you much." Five says not looking at me. "How'd you know I was here?" I ask looking at her sadly. She looks up at my face and her face softens a bit. "Your breathing is really heavy," She says walking over to me. "I'm sorry, I'm just a bit on edge with the whole 'lack of sleep' thing. The girls don't sleep much and…" she sighs clearly out of energy. I pick her up and hug her. She's so light, just like a little rag doll. "Don't. I'm sorry. I was being an idiot." I apologise.

We just hold each other for ages when I pull back she doesn't move. For a brief second I think she's dead or something equally dramatic but I can feel her breathing and realize she fell asleep. I smile at how cute she is when she sleeps. But that smile fades quickly when I realize how tired she is. I walk her through the halls of the house and into our room. I try to put her on the bed so she'll sleep better but she seems to have a strong hold on my neck. "Please. Stay. I sleep better when you're here." She says looking up at me with puppy dog eyes. "Damn, baby, you know I can't say no when you do that." I say smiling weakly. "That's the only reason I do it. Now please lie down before the girls wake up and I go into full PMS mode." She begs while sporting a half smile. "Just until I fall asleep then you can go do whatever you want." "I really hate that I can't say no to you." I pouting slightly and lying down next to her. "I don't." She says smiling evilly and cuddling close to me chest. "I love you." She murmurs and hugs me close. "I love you, baby." I whisper into her hair and kiss the top of her head.

Five:

The last thing I hear before I sleep is Nine telling me he loves me. First thing I hear when I wake is him swearing like it's our native language or something. I sit up groggily. I try to orientate myself quickly. I walk into the kitchen that looks like it's been hit by a food bomb. "Hello? Babe are you in here?" I ask peeking inside the door. "Hey!" He says while standing on the roof. "What have you done? Nine! I'm going to have to clean all of this up!" I yell at him. "Hey, cool it. Ok? I got it sussed. Sort of. Wait… what are you doing awake?" He blabbers. "I heard you cursing like yall don't know any other words. So I thought 'maybe he got himself stuck' or something but no. You have killed the kitchen. Good job mate." I spit.

"That was mean. Sorry." I say apologetically.

"It's cool. And since when are you Australian?" He jokes.

"Since Becky has corrupted me."

"Funny thing is I don't actually care, I think it's kinda hot."

Somehow Nine had managed to get me to sleep again and clean up not only the kitchen… BUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE! I walk around the rooms trying to find him. I think it's stupid but I check our room again and sure enough he is stepping out of the bathroom with shorts on and wet hair all spiky from the way he dries it. "Hey, babe, you feel any better?" he asks coming up to me and putting his big, strong arms around my waist lifting me up slightly. "Yeah, heaps. Thanks for cleaning the house." I say resting on his chest. "Did the girls sleep?" Hope fills me. I don't want him dealing with Bella by himself. "Bella woke up…" Hope vanishes faster than it came. "You should have woken me up." I say looking up at him and frowning. "Hey, I'm her dad; I gotta know how to take care of them. You can't do all the work." He says smiling. "Besides it only took me a couple of minutes to get her to sleep." I'll admit; I'm impressed. He leans down to kiss me but sure enough - as if on cue – Bella starts crying. I laugh slightly and say "It's about time I was beginning to think something had happened." Nine and I walk into their room and he mutters "Worst timing ever." Which gets me laughing and him blushing. He gets Bella and I get Aubrey. We put them both on a mat in the lounge room with a bunch of make-shift baby toys. Loric children seem to grow quicker than human children. They're only a month old and they can sit up, if that says anything. I lean back on the wall behind me and watch them. My view is suddenly obscured by Nine's broad chest. "Where were we?" He asks leaning down over my face. I giggle slightly. "I dunno. You tell me." I say smiling up at him. He slowly brings his head down to mine and whispers in my ear "Heaven." I kiss him and butterflies do gymnastic tricks in my stomach. He pushes me up against the wall and holds me there with his left leg in between both on mine. His hand lifts my T-shirt slightly and he places a big, strong hand on my stomach which sends shivers down my spine. And what do you know… The doorbell rings. _Love you to doorbell._ I think in my mind. "Jesus!" I exclaim madly. "We're not home!" Nine yells. "Nine you do this every single time! We can here you talking… We're not STUPID!" Six says from the door. "Want a bet?" Nine whispers to himself. I roll my eyes and try to move to get the door but Nine grabs my waist and whispers "Just ignore them. They'll go away." "I doubt that. Come on, man up." I say pushing away while he laughs. I walk over and pick up Audrey and then walk to the door. As it opens you can gradually see Four then Six then their little twins Henry and Brandon – who are identical and mini versions of Four. "Hey!" I say all happy and bubbly. "Five! Where is the other one?" Six says faking horror. They eventually found out I am extremely forgetful so it's an ongoing joke that I will eventually lose one of the twins. "I got her!" Nine yells from somewhere in the house. Four is the first to walk forward and hug me.

"Hey, how are you?" He asks.

"Good. You?"

"Great. Learnt something new today." He says smiling widely at six. She then walks forward and hugs me.

"How's motherhood?" She asks.

"A pain in my ass but I wouldn't have it any other way." I say half joking half not.

"I know what you mean." She says walking in and then I lean down to the littlies. "Hey, Mini Fours!" "Hello." They say together then hug me and walk inside.

The second I'm about to sit down next to Nine to join in the conversation the doorbell rings. "Well that is just so darn predictable!" I say standing back up and going to the door. I open it and its Sam and Becky with their four month old son – Jarred - that looks like Sam in every way. "Hi Sam! Hi Becky! Hello little Jarred!" I say hugging them all then lead them into the lounge room. "Look what the chimaera dragged in." I joke. Then – what a surprise – the doorbell rings. "The minute that thing doesn't ring will be the minute pigs fly!" I mutter to myself. It's Eight, Marina, Adelina and Joesph (Their twins, born a few months after Brandon and Henry). I greet them and take them into the lounge room – just for something new. I sit down next to Nine and wait two seconds expecting the doorbell to ring… but it doesn't. I relax and then… the doorbell rings. I go to get it but Nine says "Sit. I'll get it." And walks away. Five seconds later in walks Adam and Ella holding hands and we all stand up and hug them. We all have some random pointless conversation. "What was that game we played at Ella and Adam's last time?" Four asks. "What? You mean the one where we have to ask questions and then everyone has to answer it?" Nine says. I remember the month before we played the stupid game and I had everyone in stiches because I would come up with the most truthful yet ridiculous answers ever. "Yeah. Anybody up for a game of that?" Four says and everybody agrees and Six starts. "The stupidest yet funniest thing you have ever done." She says. "I ate a frog once. Those things are nasty!" Eight says. "Jumping off a seven foot rock." Says Marina. "Seeing if my chest could float." Says Nine. "You idiot. Maybe attempting to fly." Ella adds. "Going back to the family. It was stupid but worth it." Adam says as sympathetic looks are passed his way. "Letting Henry throw knifes at me to improve my telekinesis." Four laughs. "Trying to slit a slab of concrete at eleven years old." Six says flushing red and pink. "I actually can't decide what the most stupid thing I've done is. Oh well there was that once when I asked a priest what he thought about gay marriage. That was hilarious." I say. "You know that doesn't surprise me." Nine says lean down and kisses my cheek. "I didn't think it would." I say laughing.

Five minutes later I'm in the kitchen with Marina cooking Dinner.

"You know what amazes me?" Marina says looking directly at me.

"No I don't." I say smiling back at her because I do. "Care to tell me?"

"The fact that everyone here – mostly you and Nine – still act like teenagers in the love department although we make it look older – more grown up."

"I think that's good. All our kids will grow up in a loving environment. Wish I could say the same for us but that was never really going to happen." I say frowning slightly. Marina opens her mouth to say something but is interrupted by Nine. "You're getting a little fatter Six. Do you have something you want to share?" Marina and I roll our eyes and I say faking sadness "Yep. That's my boy." She laughs lightly and we walk across the hall into the open lounge room. I look at Six then read her mind. I squeal. "No freaking way! A baby girl too. You guys must be so happy! Congratulations!" I run ovr and hug Six then over to Four and do the same. Everyone does the whole 'congratulations on your little baby girl!' thing.

The funny thing is... even after all the shi## we went through i still want this life, and this life only. And i don't think that will every change - i pray it won't

**All right. Let's see how this goes. What do you think? Amazing, Good, ok, Bad or 'I'd rather eat my own head'. Please review it means the world to me. Thanks guys, your amazing. I have a little quote I want to share with you…**

"_**The truth will set you free but first it will piss you off." – Gloria Steinem**_

**Thanks again. Be lucky.**

**Luck number 9 **


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